My Secret Room

This is a poem I did about my love for reading. No matter what is going on in my life there is always a place that I can escape to.

My Secret Room I run my fingers across the first page, breathing in the familiar scent with a deep sigh. I have no idea what these words hold. Only that I will be ever so slightly changed by them, forever affected.

The second I open the book I am enveloped in to a new world. I feel new emotions. See new things. I am protected in this world. Away from my own troubles and worries. My books are my secret room. I can hide there. Safe- for now.